I'm a grad student who longs for mountains and crisp morning air in damp and flat Miami. I love adventure--which to me means accepting discomfort with grace. You gotta love it. "...just fades like a radio station when you drive out of range"
Friday, May 9, 2008
I say out here in Wyoming, any speed is too slow
It was bound to happen. I'd resigned myself to the fact that I would probably get at least one speeding ticket on my drive. I am a pusher of luck. And I was pushing my luck when I crossed the border into Wyoming. I was not even a mile over the line when I got pulled over. I must say though, the police-man who caught me was very efficient and didn't give me a hard time about not having my registration handy. I was down and out again in less than 10 minutes. Good Job Wyoming.
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